Ocupation: Author
Life: b. July 25, 1972
Birthday: July 25
Leslie?" Irial whispered. "What are you doing?" "Choosing." Tears were soaking the blanket under Leslie's face. "I'm mine. Not anyone else's." "I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl." And then he was gone, and her emotions crashed over her.
topic: Girl, Shadow, Tears, Leslie, Ink Exchange, Soaking